The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 336 Dr. House, are you just going to do this and watch me get arrested? Chuck!

"Chuck, can you do me one more favor?"

When Mrs. Cooper saw Chuck turn around and leave after convincing her, she couldn't help but yell to stop him.

Chuck turned around and stopped.

"Is such that."

Mrs. Cooper walked in subconsciously and whispered: "Can you help me check the whereabouts of Aunt Alice? You know, my mother and she are biological sisters. I want to meet her and help them resolve their conflicts."

"Can."

Chuck nodded in agreement, took out his phone and quickly operated: "Okay."

"alright?"

Mrs. Cooper was a little confused by Chuck's speed, but as soon as Chuck finished speaking, she heard the sound of a text message on her cell phone.

She took out her cell phone from her bag and opened it. Sure enough, it was Aunt Alice's whereabouts information.

"A market?"

Mrs. Cooper was thoughtful, her eyes becoming even more excited as she came to resolve the decades-old conflict between her mother and sisters.

After all, this aunt is so old and often goes to the market to sell her own hot sauce, so she is probably not a bad person.

Too!

After all, we are members of our own family, how can there be bad people!

"Hey, how come you have my number?"

Only then did Mrs. Cooper react.

"I already knew it."

Chuck said bluntly, and walked over while Missy was urging little Leonard to shout.

"Ah this..."

Mrs. Cooper suddenly began to think again.

Sheldon would also have suitors in the future, and at one time there was an endless stream of suitors. These graduate students had inquired about Sheldon's various preferences in advance, and then initiated dates.

After confirming the date, Sheldon didn't need to say the address at all, he would just say: "I knew it a long time ago~"

The meaning is very obvious!

But Sheldon didn't feel anything about it, he just felt like he was getting another free dinner.

Mrs. Cooper is not her son!

Moreover, she was facing Chuck who was suffering from walking hormones, so her mind was wandering and she inevitably thought about it more.

However, this kind of turbulent thoughts quickly dissipated, because there had been an embarrassing misunderstanding just now.

She immediately thought that Chuck was a detective and knew that her phone call was normal.

But all that comes to mind is: "My poor Shelly."

Um.

Combined with what Chuck said just now, she guessed that Chuck must have made extremely rich intelligence preparations about his son in advance, and it was very normal for him to know her phone number.

Not to mention that she entered Little Leonard's house with mixed emotions. Little Leonard, at Missy's urging, called for Chuck.

"Chuck, what did my mother tell you?"

Missy asked curiously.

"She asked me to take more care of little Sheldon."

Chuck said seriously.

"You agreed?"

Missy looked up into Chuck's eyes.

"accepted."

Chuck nodded.

"Ha ha."

Missy was immediately overjoyed: "Now Sheldon has suffered a lot."

"hey-hey."

Little Leonard also grinned and smiled knowingly.

"I am leaving."

Chuck raised his hand and looked at the time.

"do not!"

Missy stretched out her hand to hold him, and looked at little Leonard next to her, whose eyelids were twitching, his smile instantly turned bitter, and his eyes were tangled.

"yes."

Little Leonard struggled for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and said: "Chuck, you stay for dinner, and take a look at the web page we made."

After saying it, he gradually felt relieved and the smile returned to his face.

That’s right!

He was very jealous when he saw Missy being so intimate with Chuck.

But with his affection and yearning for the girl Missy, and having an awesome friend like Chuck who makes him stand up wherever he goes, with an IQ as high as 173, it was easy for him to make a choice.

"good."

Chuck glanced at him and agreed.

Always raising the importance of Leonard in front of Little Sheldon was originally an important way for Chuck to gain some yin and yang points against Little Sheldon.

And compared to little Sheldon and the others who had no clues in their hearts and would take it as a matter of course and even retaliate against him even if they were kind to him, little Leonard who knew common sense in life was already very good.

"Why?"

As soon as I walked in, I heard little Sheldon's incredible cry.

"Because Chuck is doing it for your own good!"

Mrs. Cooper originally wanted to comfort her gently, but when she saw Chuck coming in, her face turned serious: "I don't want 30%, but you insist on 10%. You are a genius. Do you think this is reasonable?"

"That's Chuck Wolf!"

cried little Sheldon.

"Dr. Chuck Wolfe!"

Chuck responded expressionlessly.

"..."

Only then did Little Sheldon realize that Chuck had come in, and he felt so uncomfortable that he was filled with regrets.

"That `s a deal!"

Mrs. Cooper said with a straight face: "Tomorrow, your father and I will go see your principal and tell her this decision. You must learn from Chuck in the future, you know?"

"..."

Little Sheldon was so aggrieved that he couldn't help but look at Beverly: "Beverly!"

"There's nothing wrong with learning from Dr. Wolfe."

Beverly is very upright.

Mrs. Cooper couldn't help but glance at Beverly. Just when she thought Beverly was finally in agreement with her, she heard Beverly add: "At least you are not told to learn from God, right?"

"George, how are you doing?"

Little Leonard's father, who has always been a transparent person, saw Mrs. Cooper's brows furrowed and her eyes widened. He knew that once she opened her mouth, there would be another stark collision between science and theology, so he quickly called Little Sheldon's father to change the subject.

"It used to be good, but now..."

Little Sheldon's father couldn't help but complain.

They are arguing with themselves, why did you bring me in? I don't want to get involved in these troubles.

"..."

Little Leonard's father saw that he was more cowardly than a transparent person like himself, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and could only take the initiative to call Mrs. Cooper to dismantle the explosion that was visible to the naked eye.

Mrs. Cooper wanted to get angry, but when faced with the polite Alfred, she held back and responded politely.

Seeing that he was alone and helpless, and even his two biggest supporters, Beverly and his mother, were no longer on his side, little Sheldon felt shivering and cold, as if he was in endless darkness without any starlight at all.

I can't live this day!

Chuck went upstairs to see the web page created by Leonard and his team, and gave him positive affirmation and pointers. He calmly looked at the yin and yang points that were added again on the system panel, and nodded secretly.

Little Sheldon is indeed a treasure!

We will increase our efforts in the future!

After dinner, with little Leonard and Missy reluctant to leave, Chuck drove away from little Leonard's house and headed to Professor Alicia Harper's house.

"Boss, where are you?"

Lisa, a big girl from Texas, called and learned about Chuck's plan. She immediately answered the call: "Then I'll go there too?"

"good!"

Of course Chuck had no objection.

"I'll go."

There was a burst of laughter on the other end of the phone, followed by silence. Chuck knew it was the teasing laughter of Texas Big Girl Lisa's roommate, and then Texas Big Girl Lisa covered the receiver and hung up after saying something.

Chuck continued to drive, looked at the rearview mirror, and saw a motorcycle turning from another road, following behind, flashing its lights wildly at him.

Chuck ignored it.

The motorcycle immediately accelerated and rushed to parallel to Chuck's car window. The rider, wearing a helmet, tilted his head and looked at him.

Chuck still ignored him and kicked the accelerator.

The motorcyclist looked at the car going away, speeded up again and followed it, then took out a crutch from the side of the motorcycle and knocked on Chuck's car window.

Just then, the alarm bell rang from behind.

Chuck stopped the car, and the motorcyclist also stopped on the side of the road, taking off his helmet, revealing Dr. House's sloppy face.

"I heard that you have a strong opinion of me?"

"It's not just me."

Chuck reminds: "He has one too!"

"shit!"

Only then did Dr. House see that the person who got out of the police car was his police patient. He cursed secretly, and then joked to the policeman who came over: "If you are here to return the thermometer, then there is no need. I have a new one."

Already."

Having said this, he gestured to the policeman to look at Chuck: "Don't let this guy misunderstand what we have, and then slander the British people as rotten men! Of course, the most important thing is don't let him misunderstand my taste~"

"If you read my medical records, you should know that I am a police officer!"

The white-headed policeman came over, showed his police badge to Dr. House, and then nodded to Chuck: "Although I am not a detective like Detective Chuck, I am a real police detective."

"It seems that my vision is very accurate."

Dr. House shrugged and said, "I just said you have detective talent."

"You drove to 40 in a section with a speed limit of 25, and once it hit 80!"

The white-headed policeman explained the reason why he stopped Dr. House in a formal manner.

"Come on!"

Dr. House complained: "It's not because I'm speeding, it's because I'm Latino, right?"

At this point, he said to Chuck: "You don't care about his racial discrimination?"

"He gave you reasonable and legal reasons. He really made you cry to death."

Chuck said bluntly.

Twenty years later, in an era when people were crazy about being right, Dr. House's words, "You stopped me because I'm Latino," would be extremely damaging.

But now, sorry, it doesn’t have that power!

"Driver's license, driving license, insurance!"

The white-headed policeman handles matters strictly and strictly.

"Feel sorry."

Dr. House spread his hands: "My outfit is so cool, so naturally I only carry important things in my pockets."

"That's regretful."

The white-headed policeman said calmly.

"A $50 ticket?"

When Dr. House saw the white-headed policeman taking out something and starting to write, he immediately mocked: "Is this your revenge? Is the punishment in the butt worth this little money?"

Chuck couldn't help but glance at him.

Under such circumstances, those who dare to say such things are simply seeking death in a crazy way.

Sure enough, Dr. House's self-destructive tendencies are too serious.

But this is not a reason for him to insult others arbitrarily.

"If you take medicine while seeing a doctor in the outpatient clinic, this is a serious addiction."

The white-headed policeman said.

"You sound just like him!"

Dr. House tilted his head at Chuck mockingly: "Are you sure you are not in the same group?"

"Normal people have this tone."

The white-headed policeman looked at Dr. House, who was still like this even after the incident, and narrowed his eyes: "I guess you also have medicine on you now!"

Dr. House paused for a moment and glanced at Chuck, who was sitting in the car and watching the scene quietly without wanting to speak for him. Knowing that something was wrong, he began to explain: "I didn't drive erratically, and I didn't drink.

, you don’t have any reason…”

"Let's not talk about your dangerous behavior of driving a car chasing Detective Chuck and banging his car window with a cane."

The white-headed policeman glanced at Chuck and stared into Dr. House's eyes: "Just say that your pupils are dilated, indicating that you may have taken psychotropic drugs. Please turn around and put your hands on your head!"

“Does this kind of polite enforcement work?”

Dr. House sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled over by the white-headed policeman and put his head in his hands. His body was searched and a handful of Vicodin was found in his pocket.

"Is there a prescription?"

"I'm a cripple and I'm still working in the hospital. Do you think I won't have a prescription?"

Dr. House complained.

"I'm sure you're too lazy to drive for an arrogant beach boy like you!"

The white-headed policeman seemed to have seen through him and directly told his true situation.

"He scolded me, you heard it!"

Dr. House shrugged at Chuck.

"What you said is true."

Chuck said bluntly.

"Which sentence?"

Dr. House shouted: "I only recognize the first sentence!"

"It seems true."

The white-headed policeman laughed: "Detective Chuck is famous for being able to read people's hearts!"

With that said, he coldly took out the handcuffs and cuffed Dr. House: "You are under arrest! The charge is possession of psychotropic drugs. You have the right to remain silent, and you should cherish this right."

"..."

The sharp-tongued Dr. House felt the malice.

However, after his hands and feet were cuffed, his vicious tongue was not as wanton as before.

"You really look at it like that?"

Dr. House looked at Chuck.

"Name any place where he broke the law!"

Chuck said expressionlessly.

"Thanks!"

The white-headed policeman nodded to Chuck: "I obey the law in everything! Unlike him!"

Chuck watched Dr. House being captured, and then went to the home of Professor Alicia Harper, and joined Lisa, a well-educated Texas girl who had returned from Washington DC, a professor, a doctor, and an assistant, to join the

On the front line of scientific research.

The next day.

Chuck's cell phone was dialed, and Dr. Wilson on the other end of the phone said dissatisfiedly: "Chuck, House was arrested and detained for one night. He said you know."

"It's not that I know, I'm just watching!"

Dr. House's voice came from the other end.

"yes!"

Chuck admitted calmly.

"Why?"

Dr. Wilson said puzzledly: "No matter what House does wrong, we are still friends."

"You think House did the right thing?"

Chuck asked, "From beginning to end, tell me anything inappropriate about Detective Mike Treat in this matter?"

"..."

Dr. Wilson was immediately speechless.

He really couldn't tell!

Putting aside the previous conflict, after being so humiliated by Dr. House, Detective Mike Treat did not sue Dr. House immediately. Instead, he went to the dean and asked Dr. House to apologize from the bottom of his heart.

It is obvious that Dr. House is not even willing to make a superficial apology.

Only then did white-headed policeman Mike Treat say that he knew this, and that he would not prosecute Dr. House, and told Dr. House the reason.

"You are a bully and a bastard. People like you will not bow your head unless you meet someone worse. I will make you remember it and you will not dare to treat patients like that again next time!"

However, what Dr. House said was: "I will never apologize. If I do apologize, it will only be because I didn't find a bigger thermometer!"

The white-headed policeman was not even after him, at least on the surface, that was the case. During the process of arresting Dr. House, Chuck even confirmed that all the police's terrifying methods were completely useless.

Such a comparison highlights Dr. House's bastard even more!

Even if he is a good friend of Dr. House, he has to admit this, and there is nothing he can say to refute it.

(End of chapter)